Okay, the end is near, as I begin a new chapter of my life. The sequel to this story is in the making, though may take a few months because of law school but I hope you will all wait for it, because it will be worth it. This chapter is dedicated to Scarylady, who has gone from a reviewer to a friend and from a friend to a confidant. I couldn't do it without you guys. But enough personal rambling, you want to know what happens to Jinx and Wally. So go and read.
And when I feel like I can feel once again
Let me stay awhile
Soak it in awhile
If we can hold on we can fix what is wrong
Buy a little time
For this head of mine
Haven for us
Before we let euphoria
Convince us we are free
Remind us how we used to feel
Before when life was real
-The Delgados
The Light Before We Land
"You know, I always knew it would end like this," Jinx said merrily, after waking him up that afternoon. Wally had found sleeping pretty easy; it was like sleeping on air, literally. It was just the whole…lack of privacy that was starting to annoy him. That and he was starting to feel rather hungry. Even though he knew it was in his mind, he still craved a trip to the fridge just to stress eat.
"Like what?" he asked, wondering if he would be allowed out for a quick run. He was really getting pretty bored in here, with nothing to do but ponder how much his life was currently tangled up in a heap of hell. He had just sprung a criminal from prison, he wasn't sure he was supposed to be given privileges, but then again, the criminal was his girlfriend.
"With you as my prisoner. It was meant to be," Jinx said, drying her long pink hair with a towel. "You know, this shows that I really love you."
"Locking me up shows you love me?" Wally queried. "I love you, sweetie but you're insane. You do know that, right?" She couldn't hex him while he existed in another dimension and he figured a dose of honesty was worth it in this situation. He wished he could have something to eat right now; it would have helped his mood so much.
"Hey, watch it. If I didn't love you so much, I'd be torturing you for information and enjoying it. If you haven't noticed, I'm protecting you here," Jinx reminded him haughtily, as she poured herself some juice. "It's nice to have you back. As annoying as you are, I've gotten used to you. I have so many plans for how I plan to reward you for saving my life."
Wally sighed and tried to ignore the hormones that were currently conquering his brain. He loved when she was affectionate. He just wished it didn't come at the most inconvenient times. "You're the only girl for me. You know that," he said. "I've paid the price for you. I won't run away, hero's honor. Can you please let me go stretch my legs? You can put me on a leash if you want, just please let me run!" he pleaded, falling to his knees in the chamber. "I'll be your slave forever. Just one cross country run and back, and I'll be good." He just needed five minutes to get his bearings.
Jinx giggled and stretched her arms out. "Put you on a leash? I like that idea, but I prefer spiked collars," she said. "And I really like chains, you know. In fact, I think this is the best idea you have had all day."
"You'd have to let me out for us to do anything," Wally said hopefully. He wouldn't mind expanding his energy through a roll in the hay. Then he could finally figure out what he should do next.
"So tempting. And I can't trust you yet, but soon. Soon we'll have a place for ourselves and then I am going to tie you to the bed and have my way with you under the stars," Jinx said softly. Her eyes frankly glowed with desire and Wally felt some uncomfortable sensations that said that his body was agreeing wholeheartedly. "And darling, didn't I tell you Spandex doesn't keep secrets well."
Wally turned bright red and wondered if she would continue humiliating him. "You must love this," he said softly, trying to think of anything else. "You know, sometimes I think you're a very bad person. Beautiful…adorable…brilliant, but a really bad person." It was the best insult he could think of at the moment.
"You'd be right," Jinx said merrily. "And stop complaining. Soon I'm going to go shopping. You need a fresh suit of clothing and I need some calcium bars," she continued, blowing him a kiss. "Must keep my girlish figure as long as possible."
"Wow, you get to walk around free and not have to be trapped at home. I hope you have lots of fun," Wally mumbled. He really wanted to run, to do anything but rest his muscles and float there like a balloon.
"I warn you, if you try to escape, I'll come after you myself," Jinx smirked, looking very excited about that notion. "And I'll have to drag you back by those cute ears of yours." Oh, she would love that.
"You don't seem like boy-chasing types," Wally noted dryly, as he wondered when he'd ever see his family again. Given that his captor seemed very in love with him and very possessive, it might take a while. In fact, given the fact that he was a wanted criminal, he might not see them again for a very long time.
"For you, I'll make an exception," Jinx said tenderly, as she styled her hair into braids, so unlike her usual horns. "You're worth keeping. You saved my life and I'll never forget that. I will repay you, I promise. I have big plans for us."
"How big?" Wally asked in a worried tone. "And is it a plan I am going to like?" Somehow, he doubted he would find it to his appreciation.
"You don't have much of a choice, love. We're going to knock off a bank and live out our lives in Rio. We're going to establish a criminal empire and we're going to forget you were ever on the wrong side. And every night, I'm going to enjoy having you in my bed and in my life," Jinx purred.
"Well, part two sounds really great," Wally said. It was the first part about a criminal empire that was worrying him. "But maybe we could rethink the rest of it. Like why not become circus acrobat?"
"Circus acrobats don't make as much money as bank robbers. And don't give me a lecture about knocking off banks being wrong. We're criminals now; we have to do this to live," Jinx reminded him sharply.
"Agreed," Wally mumbled, feeling a bit desperate. He really needed to run. "I'll go anywhere with you, if you let me out of this prison." He was going stir crazy, and he was going to say anything to get himself a good run. Once he got out, he could start refusing to steal or commit acts of great evil. Right now, he had very little leverage to say no.
"Really? That went better than I thought it would," Jinx said in a pleased tone. "I'm happy to hear you've come to your senses and are not going to cause me problem."
"I can't keep living like this. I'm going to lose my mind. Please let me out," Wally begged. He wanted to embrace her, to feel air in his lungs, to run through the fields and live again. He had already abandoned any idea of turning himself in; it would be too late now to try that. He had no idea what move he should consider next. He pounded fruitlessly against the glass, knowing it was useless. It just gave him something to do before he lost his mind.
"It will only be till the heat dies down on you. I am doing this for your own good, you know. I can't let you go back there and ruin your life. What's back there that you are so desperate to see? You're an outcast like me, we only have each other. You need to get used to that, you know," Jinx reminded, clearly trying to sound sympathetic as she tapped on the glass, showing its strength. "At least you have me by your side."
"And then what?" Wally asked miserably. "Are we going to go off and just live our life together, just the two of us? With your evil powers and my quick little hands, we'd just lead a life of crime?" That didn't sound like a life that would last very long, being a traitor to the Justice League and the Titans didn't seem like a good idea.
"There's nothing else left for us," Jinx reminded, sliding into a chair. "We're fugitives. All this time you tried to make me good and now you cut the ties to the world." She had let down her hair, allowing the pink locks to flow down her back. "And all this time, I knew you'd come to my side and you'd go to the Dark Side. Every lie, every little movement, I told you this would happen, didn't I?"
Wally's face crumbled. He knew she was right, but it still hurt. He remembered that conversation in the park and realized how everything she had predicted had come true. "You know, you can really make a guy feel like he's been kicked in the nuts," he mumbled angrily, wondering why everyone seemed to feel he had no ability to make his own choices. He just wanted to prove to everyone that he was trustworthy. Which was why he had ran away from home and broke an inmate out of prison.
"Deal with it, love. Because the road isn't going to get easier. You're in my world now and there's no touchy feely crap. I'm taking you along, but you better keep sharp and stop trying to return to a world you will never be welcome," Jinx reminded him, as she curled her hair around her fingers. "We're freaks, you know. Nobody cares about us; we have to make our own lives in the world."
"I want to go home," Wally pleaded, finally begging for his freedom. He couldn't imagine how nervous Aunt Iris and Uncle Barry were. Even if they were angry and wanted to strangle him, he would still like to assure them he was alive. "I have a family and they will be worried about me." Actually, he also most likely had a legion of superheroes tracking him down, with Uncle Barry calling in every favor possible to make sure that Wally was brought in with all his body intact. "I need to say goodbye to them at least." Actually, that would be a bad idea. He had a feeling his uncle wouldn't let him leave twice. Maybe he could just email.
"Stop worrying so much about your family. They hate you, they will abandon you. You have me, you don't need them," Jinx said, rolling her eyes. "During my trial, my own foster parents begged for me to be locked up. They didn't care what happened to me. What makes you think you'd be any different? Come on; tell me what happened when you were home. Your uncle went nuts on me, and got me sent to Arkham for the rest of my days. I doubt that's a loving gesture to do to your child's girlfriend."
"Yeah, it wasn't one of his finest moments. I don't think he's ever had to really deal with me being a brat in the last three years. After my bad streak, I was a pretty good kid, and he never really had to worry about him. I really blindsided him with the last few weeks," Wally said with a guilty conscience that was digging into his side.
"I can't imagine what your mentor would have done if he would have gotten his hands on me. When your uncle was dealing with me, you had to kiss me for me to have the ability to say your name. I imagine a hero must be worse than a glorified lab geek," Jinx growled. "Though I'd still like to paste him."
Wally chuckled. The chances of that happening were very small. "Yeah, he's tougher than he looks. If you must know, the Flash took away my mask. Uncle Barry is no soft hand, I promise you that. I'm grounded for life and he had me confined to my room. I imagine he just discovered that I am gone and is worried frantically about me," Wally said softly, ashamed. "And I'm sorry for what Uncle Barry did. I think seeing me come home that ill pushed him to the edge. He thought you would kill me if you got the chance. He thought you were evil. He was wrong, but he must have been so scared for me for him to act like this. I wish you would have met him on a better time. He's really a great guy, one of the best."
"Considering I'm a criminal, I have a feeling there wouldn't be much way for him to like me. And family does that to you. They try to control you and they leave you in the dust when you don't live up to their standards. I love you. I will never leave you," Jinx said softly.
"Would you go to the Hero Side for me? I know it's impossible, but be honest with me. If you had the chance, would you have gone good for me?" Wally pleaded. "If I could turn back the clock and I hadn't nearly died, would you have kept your promise?"
Jinx stared at him for a long moment. "I don't like changing for people. And I don't like how you changed me. A few months ago, I would be torturing you for information. I'm keeping you alive, haven't I done enough?" she demanded. "Isn't that enough of me joining the good side?"
"Should I thank you for choosing to act with some modicum of humanity? Give you an award for having a conscience?" Wally demanded. "I'm asking you if you'd have been willing to remake your life for me. I love its true love, but we can't just live on love. We need a real plan. Because I don't want us to just escape death together. I want us to have a life together."
"Why do you always want the impossible?" Jinx asked sadly. "You're spoiled by the easy life. You think life is all happiness and roses? I'm willing to work with you. I did change for you. Isn't that enough?" she asked. "If your aunt and uncle hadn't taken you in, you would be just like me."
"I know. And that thought haunts me," Wally said softly. "Because I like to believe I am good because I choose good. Because deep down inside, I think I'm a good person and the people I chase are bad. It makes things a lot easier."
"But you didn't have a choice. And neither did I. We just took what life gave us. All those criminals you lock up from the Hive Five, a lot of them are just broken kids like me that weren't pretty enough to get someone's interest. Gizmo acts like a creep, and so does Kid Wykked, but they're just kids. I wish they could just get some parents and leave the criminal life. They aren't very good at it," Jinx said, sinking into a chair. "You're making me too emotional."
"I'm making you think, Jinx. I'm making you question who you really are, who you want to be," Wally said. "And I think you like it. I know and you know you're a tough person, but you have a soft spot in you. You could be a force for good. You don't need to hurt people to gain respect."
"Stop preaching. Stop trying to make this okay. It's not. Your uncle tried to put me in prison for life for daring to be near you," Jinx snapped. "And your mentor would have done worse if he got the chance. Why do you think you can lecture me on being raised right? You may be the one guy I let close to me, but I won't let you make me into some cute little girlfriend-side kick. I've been on my own my whole life, I know how to survive."
Wally sighed. "I wish I could hug you now. And before you threaten to kill me, it's not out of pity," he said. "It's because you're so perfect when you're defensive and angry. I'd never make you into some cute little girlfriend. I've screwed up my life for you, doesn't that prove I love you just the way you are?"
"Yeah, but you asked the right question. Where do we go from here? Are you willing to follow me into the Dark Side?" Jinx asked, pulling a chair over to the glass so that they could be closer to each other.
Wally sighed. "I don't have a choice, do I?" he asked. "I can't go back and serve my time. I just wish it could have been different. That you could have just been a normal girl and I could have taken you for pizza and invited you for dinner with my family." That was a pipe dream if he ever heard one.
"Yeah, that would have gone over well. Hello, Dr. Allen, nice to meet you. I'm sure you know all about me, having read my criminal files and tracked down numerous amounts of my friends," Jinx spat. "And Mr. Flash, so kind of you to join us. You and Dr. Allen go talk shop, don't mind the hot little criminal in your living room."
Wally snickered at the idea of the Flash and Uncle Barry having a conversation with each other, but managed to choke it down. It was best not to laugh at that image and give away information. Jinx turned away for a moment and there was a long pause. "And I don't have a home to bring you too," she finally said.
"What about the Mittlemans?" Wally asked. "They're worried about you. They cared about you. There are pictures of you with them for Hanukkah parties at City Hall. You did have a nice family. They wanted to take you in!"
Jinx looked away. "I would have hurt them too. I didn't want to be around them. I only bring bad luck to people. Even I have my standards. They'll get over me," she said bitter, her hands on her hips. "So will your family. They'll get over you really quickly. They always do."
"No, I won't," said a deep and fairly angry voice as something red and yellow vibrated into view. How could he have found them? Wally had made sure the cabin had been in the mountains, far away from all people besides an isolated town and had lined the cabin with lead. He had thought this place completely safe.
'What's going on?" Jinx shrieked, sinking into a fighting position as she looked around the room. "Who's there?"
"I'd advise you not to move, or I swear, I will not hesitate to hurt you." Uncle Barry, in Flash costume said, instantly appearing before her and glaring down wrathfully at Jinx. "After what you've done, nothing would give me more pleasure than throwing you in the darkest prison in the world."
Wally would have been shocked, but then he remembered the whole "Justice league" with the super hearing and super vision and incredibly speeds and figured it had only been a matter of time before they had tracked down. He had really not thought this out so well and now it was coming down on both their heads.
"Un...Flash," Wally said, understanding that his troubles had only begun. "What are you doing here?" He knew the answer, but he wasn't sure he wanted to hear it. He had a feeling the words "strangle" and "grounded in a maximum security cell until you collect social security" and "major disappointment" had something to do with it.
"Tracking down fugitives. I am going to break open the capsule. You will come out quietly and remain very still," Uncle Barry said, not even looking at him. Wally's heart sank. He had done it now; his own flesh and blood couldn't even lay eyes upon him.
Jinx had foolishly tried to make a move. She was just far too slow to even try and match Uncle Barry's speed. Within the blink of an eye, Uncle Barry was behind her. "That was not very smart," Uncle Barry muttered, attaching a small metal object to her head. "Not very smart at all." Jinx remained still, unable to move. Neural inhibitor, courtesy of Batman.
"I…" Wally began, but Uncle Barry had already held up his hand for silence. He opened the capsule with a quick moment and motioned for Wally to push himself up. As the dimensions crossed, Wally found himself able to walk again. It felt good to move again, before all hell broke loose. As he left the capsule, he felt a hand grab the back of his shirt and yank him out. "Are you injured?" Uncle Barry asked, sounding terrified.
"I'm fine, please listen to me," Wally begged, trying to throw himself into his uncle's arms and hug him. He needed a hug so badly. "I need you to understand."
With a firm but gentle push away from him, Uncle Barry denied any form of affection. It was as close to hopelessness as Wally had ever felt. "I don't want to hear it right now. Both of you are under arrest and will come with me. I am not going to argue with this, you are wanted for escaping and you are an accomplice. Therefore, I would advise you to not make things worse for yourselves. " Uncle Barry caught Wally's eye and the anger burning there made Wally very worried. He thought he knew his uncle would never give up on him, but now he also knew he was in a world of trouble. And the disappointment in those familiar eyes really hurt. Had he really gone too far now? "Though I can't imagine how that is possible."
"I'm not going to run away," Wally said, holding his hands up, and trying to look away. "You have me." He wanted to throw himself into his uncle's arms and apologize for everything he had said. But his uncle had made the choice. It could not here, not where it could make more trouble, not when he was sure he deserved no mercy.
"You said that the first time…" Uncle Barry trailed off. He sounded in horrible pain. "Please don't make more promises you can't keep."
"Don't hurt her," Wally pleaded. "I'm begging you, please don't hurt her." He couldn't exactly beg for himself not to be hurt.
"I'm just taking you both into custody. It's what heroes should do," Uncle Barry said, not even bothering to hide the barb. "Can you run?"
"Yes," Wally said, stretching his arms. "Still sore, but I can handle it." He wasn't sure what to say.
"Never mind, I'll carry you both," Uncle Barry said, making Wally's expression sour. He wasn't even trusted at all. "I think it's easier."
Wally waited alone in his room, back at one of the secret underground facilities used by the Justice League for covert operations. He had a lot of memories of this room; he remembered when he had moved in, after becoming Kid Flash. It was stark and simple, used only for resting and studying, but after six years, it had become a home to him. He knew every crack on the wall, every nook and cranny of it. And now, it had become his prison. Well, actually, prison was where he was heading. This was just a guilt-ridden holding cell.
He knew Jinx was in Uncle Barry's hands and that he wouldn't hurt her, but it didn't make him any less nervous for his girl. Uncle Barry could turn her back in and then what would he do? He couldn't very well break her out of prison again! No, he would have to stay here and take his punishment like a man.
A second later, the door opened and John Stewart, Green Lantern walked in, holding two pairs of manacles. "These are for you," he barked by way of greeting. He was not in a good mood, that was plain to see.
"No hello?" Wally asked, trying to catch a tiny break. He knew he was a prisoner, but wasn't chains just a little too much? That straight laced control freak was not someone he really wanted to deal with, now that he had damned his life.
"You're a wanted criminal," Green Lantern snapped. "If it was up to me, you'd be in a secure holding cell. But I won't have you running away again and I can't be held responsible for what happens if you do try to escape. So I suggest you cooperate."
"What did I do to get on your bad side?" Wally whispered, holding out his hands. He had to admit, this was humiliating but he had no cause to argue. "You're one of the original seven; you're supposed to be impartial." His voice was actually shaking with fear. This was not a very good sign.
"Impartial? You just broke enough orders and lied enough to get you confined to the stockade for life. If I had my way, you'd be in a cell, not snug in your room. And we wouldn't even have to bother with a court martial, you've admitted everything," Green Lantern snarled, tightening the shackles painfully as Wally tried to hold back the whimpers of pain.
"I don't deny it, but I didn't do it because I wanted to hurt someone. I was just trying to save someone," Wally explained, trying to justify it to himself as well as everyone around him.
"You Titans have no discipline; it was only a matter of time before one of you went off the deep end and started acting like a villain. Just because your mentors are heroes doesn't give you the right to play around with people's lives," Lantern snapped, as he locked the shackles.
Ever since Kyle had been transferred and John Stewart had replaced him, the rule obsessed former marine had been a thorn in all of the teenage heroes' sides. And now he had a new crusade. Inspector Javert was definitely this guy's role model. "I'm not going to run. I am taking full responsibility. I know you think I'm scum, but I'm still the same kid I always was," Wally said defiantly.
"I think you've burned every bridge you've had. You broke a criminal out of prison," Lantern snapped. "You think you can just get away with that? Just because your uncle got you in doesn't make you above the law. You have no respect for authority and you've shamed the name of the Justice League. "
"I don't plan to get away with everything," Wally said softly. "I would have turned myself in earlier, you know. Jinx was just worried about me, and wanted to see me out of prison." It seemed like a good excuse until it came out of his mouth in all its lame glory.
"A likely story," Lantern sneered. "To think I trusted you. You were supposed to a bright star, but instead you have disgraced your name and everything we have taught you. As much as I would enjoy this delightful heart to heart, I have to go check on your partner in crime. If you leave the room, you'll get the shock of your life. And there's no way of getting them off without the key."
Wally resigned himself that there was no point in conversation, it was only depressing him more. He just waited for the guardian of Earth to leave, so he could resume worrying alone in peace.
To his shock, Uncle Barry walked in a moment after the first council member had come. He had not expected that and he had definitely not been prepared. Wally concentrated on his shoes and tried to pretend that he was just checking on his homework and not trussed like a Thanksgiving turkey. He could not face the man he had just insulted in so many ways. "Where's Jinx?" he asked softly.
"She's in another holding room, like you. She is unharmed and the council will deal with her later. First, I think you and I need to have a little talk," Uncle Barry said, through gritted teeth. Okay, he had rarely made his uncle this angry.
"I really don't know what you want me to say to you," Wally mumbled, completely exhausted by the entire experiences of the last forty-eight hours. He had gone through so many highs and lows, he just wanted to curl up and hibernate. "Haven't I said enough?" Hadn't he done enough?
"I want you to tell me why did you do it?" Uncle Barry angrily said, his voice icy. He sat down opposite him on the computer chair. "Why did you destroy everything, your life, your future, your reputation?" he demanded. "All for some criminal! Look at you; you're in shackles like some common criminal! You think that letter made up for the terror you caused your own foster parents? Do you know how much pain you caused your family? Do you?"
"I had no choice. I couldn't let her face Arkham. I made my choice," Wally said, staring at his uncle's shoes to avoid facing him. His shoulders were shaking as he wondered if he would even survive this incident. "I told you, I had to do this. You just wouldn't listen to me so I just did what I had to. If I could have done it without hurting you, I would have!"
"I think I deserve a little better than that, Wallace. I raised you for the last seven years. I have loved you as much I would love my own flesh and blood, maybe even more, because you were such a gift to my life. I have been your mentor, your uncle and your guardian and I think I deserve an explanation of why you'd throw everything I have ever taught you in my face!" Uncle Barry shouted, his voice trembling. "Do you know how frightened I was when I got that note?"
"I had to do this," Wally repeated. "This had nothing to do with you, or anything you taught me. It was entirely my choice. I take full responsibility for my choices. Stop blaming yourself."
"That isn't good enough! I need to know why I failed to teach you the right path. I need to know where I went wrong, because I know you, and I know you are a good person. What made you do this? Do you know how much trouble you're in? You broke the law even after you were warned. You could lose your mask and your freedom for this," Uncle Barry said softly.
"I already lost them both, you were going to send me to prison in the Watchtower," Wally reminded him. "You had made it quite clear where I stood even if I had stayed in my room like a good boy. I took my chances to save my friend."
"You could spend the right of your life there now," Uncle Barry thundered angrily. "You broke the law, clear and simple. You don't even have a defense for this, you admit that you were guilty and there's nothing anyone can say that will change that. What do you want me to do now?"
"There's nothing you can do for me. I know what I did broke the law. And I'm willing to take the consequences. I surrender. You can take away my mask. You can turn me over to the police. I'm ready," Wally said, grim but resigned. "I regret nothing." Wally meant every single word he said. "I love you, I really do. I didn't mean those things I said before but I had to do this or I wouldn't have been able to live with myself."
Uncle Barry closed his eyes for a very long moment. Wally waited impatiently as he watched his mentor sit there pensively, a million thoughts running through his head. "You aren't a child anymore, are you?" he whispered. "You've made your choice. And you have to live with it. There's nothing I can do to change that."
Wally realized what that meant. His uncle had realized that Wally was truly guilty, that nothing he could say could change that. There was nothing left to do but accept that. "I'm sorry."
"Not as sorry as I am," Uncle Barry said bitterly. "I can't believe this is happening to us all. I tried so hard to protect you from harm, to guarantee you a good future. This is going to break Iris's heart, you know."
That was a new low he hadn't considered. He had effectively destroyed their family. "Yes. Will you tell her I'm sorry? I don't want her to see me like this, especially in her condition. I'm going away for a long time, aren't I?" Wally said, as tears ran down his cheeks. It was finally starting to hit him that this was the end of the line for him. At least maybe he and Jinx might be able to be together in prison, if he hadn't lost his mind from captivity.
"The council will have to decide that," Uncle Barry said, looking ill as he gently wiped away Wally's tears with a handkerchief. "And I'm not allowed to abstain, just because you're my nephew. You know that. There's nothing I can do, I have to be fair and impartial!" He reached out a hand to hold Wally's shoulder and then withdrew it. It wasn't the right thing to do for the man who was about to decide the course of the rest of his young life. It only seemed to make the situation feel tenser.
"I am not sure if I should find that comforting or terrifying," Wally said softly, wishing he could curl up into a ball, but the shackles would make that impossible. "Tried by the people I love most and hurt the most. That should be fun. Do you know anything on what's going to happen to me?"
"We're about to find out. It's happening in ten minutes and I need to go. " Uncle Barry said softly, looking ill with worry. "I shouldn't have been speaking to you. But Wally…"
"Yes?" Wally asked, a bit of hope rising amongst the terrible fear of what was about to happen. Maybe he had a piece of good news, Wally would hold onto any shred of hope at this moment.
"Choose your words carefully. They'll be here for you soon. Take the time to think clearly and decide what you want to say," Uncle Barry said, before disappearing through the wall, off to decide what the future held. "Please."
Wally waited for the guards to come. He knew it wouldn't be long till his fate was sealed. He lay back and stared at the ceiling. "Well, Dad, you guessed it. I screwed up my life." He had no idea how he was going to get out of this one.
Author's Notes: I know you're mad at Green Lantern and Barry, but I know what I'm doing and I think you will be very satisfied with the ending of this story. There's two or three chapters left, which considering it took me two years since I began writing, is a good place to finish. The sequel will take some time, since I'll be in law school, but I will make it a serious priority. So, give me your thoughts.
